Chapter 226 Late sunrise
Chapter 226 – The Late Sunrise
After putting his new “collection” away, Zhou Ming didn’t leave the room as usual, but instead sat down on the chair opposite the shelves, and while looking at the Lost Country and Prender on the shelves, he fell into thought.
He was trying to summarize and understand the significance of these “collectibles”.
All along, this bachelor’s apartment and the world across the door had been isolated from each other, and except for himself who could pass through the door, nothing from the two worlds could cross the fog barrier in the door to form an intercommunication, which he had tested many times.
In a sense, the Lost Country and the Prand “model” that had appeared in the room had broken that rule – they were clearly connected to the world across the door, and their nature clearly had… … “transcendental properties”.
Transcendence is not a concept that should be on this side of the gate.
The appearance of these two items had a common pattern – they were things that had been completely burned by the fire of the spiritual body, and had been consciously “controlled” by himself.
Zhou Ming quietly pondered, summarizing the pattern little by little, and in the end, he believed that “burning” and “control” should indeed be the two necessary conditions for the appearance of the collectibles.
At that time, the White Oak had also been burned by the flames of the Lost Country, but at that time, he didn’t take the initiative to take control of that ship, he didn’t exert any influence or “command” on the White Oak, so after the burning, that ship didn’t form a corresponding “collectible” in the room on this side of the gate, except for the strong imprint left behind. “Collection”.
The city-state of Prand was consumed by the Spirit Fire, and while it burned, he took active control and purified it, even treating it as if it were a part of the Lost Country ship, and thus Prand became a collector’s item here.
So …… what purpose does this transformation serve? What meaning did the thing that had turned into a collector’s item have for himself?
Zhou Ming’s gaze fell on the “model” of Prand, and then he slightly closed his eyes.
The breeze was blowing through the harbor neighborhood in the southeastern part of the city-state, fine waves were lapping at the shore, the chimes in the fourth neighborhood had just chimed for the last time, and the steam factories in the uptown area were roaring to life.
He reopened his eyes, and the situation was just as he had expected.
He could perceive the state of the whole city-state, down to any building, any street-lamp – although he could not perceive the “human” part of the city-state, the body of Planders appeared to him as if it were a model of it. before his eyes.
This feeling …… is like the control of the Lost Country.
Zhou Ming pondered, rubbing his chin with his fingers unconsciously, after realizing what degree of influence he had on that city-state, he naturally began to use the Lost Country as a reference.
Nowadays, Pland could already be seen as another Lost Country, so …… what he could do on the Lost Country, he could undoubtedly do in Pland as well.
He could order all the bell towers of an entire city-state to ring for him, order the city-state to sink into the Spirit World, and even ……
Zhou Ming stopped the subconscious movement of rubbing his chin.
It was even possible to order the city-state to sink into subspace.
Zhou Ming’s eyes stared, quickly closing in to suppress this terrifying thought that had popped up out of nowhere, but even though the thought was suppressed, his heart was still thumping.
He could really do this himself, because he could also make the Lost Country do this, the Subspace was there, and he could clearly sense the “location” of that Chaos Dimension – the “Promised Land” that those Ultimate Preachers had longed for but could not obtain. Promised Land”, for him is like home ……
Even more than that, when he had just had that frightening thought, he had instantly felt a vague call, just like some people would inexplicably have a terrible urge to leap forward when standing in front of a cliff, he had also felt this urge just now!
All it took was a thought, a command, a compromise with the impulse, a carelessness, and he …… could reach the place that called to him.
And at the same time, take whatever was wrapped up in himself, dominated by himself, tainted by himself, down with him.
Zhou Ming took a deep breath and slowly stood up from his chair.
The world was right to fear the Lost Country and Captain Duncan ten thousand times over, and they should.
Zhou Ming took one last deep look at his collection of shelves, exhaled a mouthful of cloudy air, and turned around to walk towards the door of his bachelor pad.
On the chart table inside the captain’s room, the dark carved wooden goat’s head heard the movement coming from the doorway, it raised its head and saw that Captain Duncan’s tall figure was appearing in the doorway, its obsidian carved eyes lit up, and immediately began to skillfully force itself, “Ah! The great Captain has returned to his loyal First Mate! No one knows of your exploits, no one knows of your greatness, and your greatness has made the Boundless Sea ……”
Duncan didn’t say a word, so he sat down at the sailing table and silently watched the goat-head pussyfoot around, his eyes blank.
As a result, it was the goat head itself that first felt awkward, and it couldn’t help but stop halfway through its balabala: “Eh …… Captain, don’t you usually say ‘shut up’ at this time? ……”
Duncan had a bashful look on his face, “I’m just suddenly curious as to how long you can actually talk if I don’t let you shut up.” The goat’s head was instantly energized by this – it was as if it didn’t even hear the flirtation in Duncan’s words, or if it did it didn’t hear it, “Then you’ve hit the nail on the head… Your loyal following omission has always been knowledgeable, and even if you just talk about recipes on the Boundless Sea you can talk about it from morning to night. If you’re interested we can start with the one hundred and thirty-seven classifications of butter cookies ……”
“Well shut up,” Duncan interrupted hurriedly, shaking his head helplessly, “I would have thought you would at least have the concept of ’embarrassment’.”
The goathead shook its head, a crunching sound coming from its neck, before its blackened visage turned fully toward Duncan, those hollow eyes staring into the latter’s face, “Captain, you look as if you have something on your mind? We have just accomplished an unprecedented feat, what else could be affecting your mood?”
“An unprecedented feat ah ……” Duncan mumbled softly before shaking his head, “You can feel it, can’t you, the connection between the city-state of Prand and the Lost Country now.”
“Of course!” Goathead replied immediately, not forgetting to brag, “I never thought I’d see the day – your greatness is astounding, and your hunt this time was an entire city-state! So where’s the next target? Shall we go to Rensa or Cold Harbor first? Or Frost as well ……”
Duncan waved his hand and the goat’s head fell silent.
“I’m not interested in ‘The Hunt’ for now, just wanted to let you know that I don’t have the energy to keep an eye on a place that big all the time, so if you sense something that shouldn’t be there stepping foot on Prand, you can alert me- -Provided, of course, that you have the energy to spare, and your main task remains to look after the ship.”
“With pleasure!” Goathead said immediately, “It’s a breeze for me, and I’ll be sure to live up to your expectations ……”
Duncan nodded gently, then his eyes swept over the wall clock on the wall next to him, before looking out the window.
Unconsciously, this night has already passed.
A few seconds later, Duncan suddenly turned back, “What time is it now?!”
The goat head was stunned for a moment, a little less sure, “It should …… be morning, the sun should rise.”
“…… The sun isn’t rising,” Duncan said in a deep voice, his expression unusually serious, then he turned his head violently and stared dead at the wall clock that was ticking, “… . sunrise should have been fourteen minutes ago.”
The goat’s head was instantly silent, while Duncan’s gaze remained fixed on the hands advancing frame by frame on the wall clock, as well as a mechanical disk at the top of the wall clock depicting the scale of the rising sun.
The “sun” of this world, the super vision number 001, will rise and set every day at an incomparably precise moment, while the wall clock of the Lost Country is linked to the coordinates on the charts, which will accurately indicate what time and minutes the vision 001 will jump onto the surface of the sea at the current sea area. –Since Duncan came to this world, this had never gone wrong.
The sun did not rise in time today, and ordinary people may not have noticed this change, but Duncan did, and suddenly felt a great …… uneasiness the moment he did.
He didn’t even know how this uneasiness came out of nowhere.
“Perhaps …… just wait a little …… while,” the voice of the goat’s head sounded again just then, and it seemed to be a little nervous as well, “You see, the sea weather is always unpredictable, there might be something in the way ……”
Duncan, however, paid no attention to what Goathead was saying, he was still looking at the wall clock, but in the very next second, a thin ray of golden light suddenly appeared at the edge of his vision.
The ray of golden light was spilling in through the window.
Duncan immediately turned around and took three or two steps to the window, pushing it open before looking at the distant sea.
The sun had risen, and the huge body of light bound by the two-fold runic circle gradually rose into the sky as usual, the ten-thousand-foot light illuminating the entire Infinite Sea, while dispelling the cold and pale atmosphere left by the World Creation to this world.
He looked back, checking the time one last time.
Today’s sunrise was fifteen minutes later than usual.
Why?
The aftermath of the disaster in Prand? Something to do with the “Creeping Sun Wheel” summoned by the Solarists? Is it related to Nina’s awakening and control? Or is it a precursor to another mutation at ……?
Duncan returned to the table and couldn’t help but think wildly, knowing that he might be a little too nervous about these thoughts, but after the historical contamination crisis in Prand, he was now extraordinarily sensitive to all unusual phenomena.
“Maybe it’s just the effects of the weather at sea, look, the sun’s still up here,” Goathead said from the sidelines, “Sometimes widespread fog refracts the light and causes …… “
“The sun is fifteen minutes late in Pland too,” Duncan interrupted Goathead softly, “It’s sunny over there, the sea is calm – it’s not the sun that’s late, it’s the sun itself.”
“…… Crap.”
(end of chapter)